"Quack, Quack, Quack"
"Quack, Quack, Quack," mumbled Elyas in a sleepy haze as he climbed into my bed in the middle of the night.
I smiled, "Quack, Quack, Quack, to you too Little Bear."
"No Mama," he said as he snuggled in against my shoulder. "It's a duck, not a bear."
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